“Believe you can and you’re halfway there.” — Theodore Roosevelt
Grieving the loss of a child can break the will to believe in anything. The future feels blank and unwelcome. Every step forward can feel like a betrayal, or worse, a lie. Many grieving parents feel stuck between past and present, unable to see how healing might be possible. The idea of believing in anything again, even survival, feels far away. But sometimes, belief is not loud or bold. Belief can be the whisper that says, “Get up,” when the weight says, “Stay down.”
Belief does not mean forgetting. Belief does not erase sorrow. Belief is choosing to breathe when the heart is heavy. Each act of care—eating, resting, walking—becomes part of belief. Belief grows when we speak our child’s name aloud. Belief takes shape in connection with others who know the same ache. Belief can rise through tears, through stories, and through remembering. The pain remains, but so does the capacity to love. That love carries us halfway toward healing, even when we don’t notice the progress.
Grieving parents are not expected to be strong every day. Some days, belief means simply not giving up. One moment of courage, repeated, becomes a pattern. The journey of grief is long, and belief does not always feel possible. But belief returns in small ways. A kind word. A sunrise. A moment of peace in the chaos. Each moment builds on the last. Grief cannot take away our capacity to believe in life again.
Thought for today: Take one small step forward, even if it’s only in your heart. That step is belief beginning again.